Song Lyrics

Yeah, dad always told me
“son you’ll be alright,
you’re gonna have the chance
of a mans prime.

Unless you ride that automobile,
unless you ride, that automobile”.
And so the years passed
and my hair grew long
and now I cut the wind
with my motors moan.

I put the third down lower
and the anger is on,
I could see them hunting me away from the road.

Oh yes I ride my automobile,
oh yes I ride and the opera sings
It’s alright babe, it’s alright babe.

And as I look, high, at the bleeding sun
I felt a high blood pressure has stopped my hand
and stopped to ride my automobile
and stopped to ride my automobile.

And so my fears passed with what I was about to avoid
I hit the gas so strong and turned my wheels up to their noise
I put the first down lower And the flavor is on, I thought
I’ve heard the angels revolve in my voice

They say
“If you don’t wanna die on your bed laid still, you gonna die in your automobile.”
I don’t wanna die on my bed laid still, I wanna die in my automobile
It’s alright friend, It’s alright friend
And stopped to ride
Hands, the hands of the Angels

La morte, cavalca i cavalli di Romeo

Some day. someday we gonna meet again, again